Who am I?
It dawned on me today that we have been friends for almost a year! But it’s a weird sort of friendship when I don’t really know who you are! I know you are there, because I can see that many, many thousands of you have popped in with inquisitive eyes to read about the goings on at our home for waifs and strays and the gossip in Gusty Gully, a fictitious village...or is it?
Not knowing you but writing to you every evening, is just a tad bit weird but quite amusing and in many ways, humbling! I have learned so much from our nightly tales, editing, research, giving the story a beginning, middle and an end. Characters have to be believable and believe me, many of them have entered my life in some way, shape or form! Some of my tales (mostly true) have tugged at people’s hearts and caused many tears, and a few laughs I hope!
The tales about my father are true, he was as eccentric as they come and indeed my childhood was unconventional and far from boring. Before he died, my father spent many days sitting by the pond at our home for waifs and strays, listening to me read. I guess that is why the pond is often mentioned in my tales.
Every day I wake up and think about all the things I have to do and I think about YOU! I think about what tale I will tell you and what tale you would like to hear. I never ever decide until the last minute. You see, there is always something going on at our home so there is always a story to tell. Although, I’m quite sure, that even if I was locked up in a room with four white walls and nothing else, I would still find something to write about.
So, whoever you are, I would like to say a huge ‘thank you’ for keeping me company when the rest of the world appears to be sleeping.